I live in messy wonders
Trying to maintain my exterior
I live in moments wanting
Frosted bot in cool, delirium
I wake in muscled thunder
Leave of absence from my interior
I shrink in strident blunders
Measured 'gainst the crowds criteria
(The crowds- I can't imagine why I'm here)
As If I could decide
To be zealous or aligned
Like the winded, swinging chimes
Was there choice in my design?
I'm sifting ever through
The disparate seasons of my youth
Like the catacomb of shoes
Comets blazed but heels defused
As If I could decide
To be loved or justified
Like the guile and gaits I try
Maybe all I wear is time
I'm drifting, still askew
Through every red and every blue
Mysteries surround your tomb
But I'm alive because of you
Der Wind glänzt noch immer blau
Und rot tanzt wenn ins Wasser taucht
Ich laufe- nö- ich schwebe rum
Die Luft hier ist so stärkend, komm
Ich hasse leer Spießigkeit
Viel Stille in Vergangenheit